Chapter 3: You Can't Control It
Day 2.
As soon as Dust Zhan opened his eyes, he felt an extra "experience capsule" and a "red" bead in the soul guide.
He took the bead in his hand and looked at it, and then a message came into his mind,
γRed Dragon Ballγ
[Gather seven to summon the Divine Dragon Martial Spirit.] γ
Dust Zhan was startled, his palm trembled subconsciously, and the "Red Dragon Ball" almost rolled down from his palm.
At this moment, Sword Douluo Chenxin's voice came from outside the door, "Good grandson, are you up?" β
"Grandpa, come in."
Dust Zhan hurriedly put away the "Red Dragon Ball" and said.
Walking into the bedroom, Dusty Heart frowned, "Didn't you let you change your clothes?" β
Chenzhan was a little helpless, where did he have any other clothes besides cultivation or cultivation every day?
Dusty Heart was also a little speechless.
Suddenly, Dust Zhan seemed to think of something, and his expression became strange, "Grandpa, I really seem to have a piece of clothing." β
As he spoke, he took the "Jade Feather Green Silk" out of the soul guide and put it on his body.
In an instant, the cold young man in black suddenly changed his style, and became a young man in a white shirt with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth.
The clouds are like feathers drunk in the wind, and the green rainbow is a splendid and delicate face.
Sword Douluo Chen's face was surprised, and he also nodded secretly.
The grandfather and grandson walked out of the small courtyard one after the other, and saw the sect master Ning Fengzhi waiting not far away.
"Sect Master."
"Uncle Ning."
Sword Douluo Chenxin and Chenzhan saluted Ning Feng at the same time.
Neither humble nor arrogant.
"Uncle Jian, you're polite."
"Virtuous nephews don't have to be polite."
Ning Fengzhi smiled, his gaze looking at Chenzhan was full of appreciation.
"The virtuous nephew is really a talent, but it's a pity that my family Rongrong doesn't know what to do."
He still said with some regret.
Dust Zhan didn't speak, just stood silently behind Sword Douluo Chenxin.
"Sect Master, let's go."
Sword Douluo stroked his beard and smiled, feeling relieved.
"Okay, let's go."
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Half a day later, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
After the carriage stopped, the three got out of the car.
Looking at the huge mountains in front of him, Ning Fengzhi smiled and looked at Chenzhan who was one step behind, "Nephew, this is your first time here." β
"To be precise, it's the first time I've left the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect."
Chen Zhan glanced at a huge monument standing not far away, his eyes flickering.
"Heaven Dou Advanced Soul Master Academy."
The first time?
Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This is a martial idiot who only knows how to cultivate.
At the same time, he finally understood why his daughter was reluctant to marry Chenzhan.
"Let's go up the mountain."
Sword Douluo Chenxin also touched his nose, a little embarrassed.
His good grandson is good everywhere, his talent and appearance are all superior, but his heart is really indifferent, in addition to cultivation or cultivation, which is why he is so anxious.
At this time, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy just finished its morning class.
Princess Xueke is eleven or twelve years old, with a delicate face under her off-white shoulder-length short hair and a white skirt, which makes her look like a delicate elf. (Princess Xueke was about twenty years old when she appeared in the original book, the same age as Tang San.) When I appeared, I was in Yuexuan, and I set it as Yuexuan, who studied at the Soul Master Academy when I was a child, and went to Yuexuan later. Do not spray)
But at this time, the elf's face was a little ugly, and his steps towards the cafeteria were a little heavy, and he looked preoccupied.
Just yesterday, she received news from the prince's brother that her father intended to marry her to Sword Douluo's grandson.
Moreover, the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect and her entourage will come to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy today to meet her.
This made her sad and more shy.
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him, "Xue Ke." β
Looking back at the visitor, I saw Ye Lingling in a black dress walking towards her slowly, her eyes under the long black hair were cold.
"Sister Lingling, why are you here?"
Seeing Ye Lingling, Xue Ke smiled reluctantly and spoke.
"I see you're a little sullen."
Ye Lingling was a little curious.
She has a cold personality, and even in the academy she doesn't have many friends, except for her teammates, there is only Xueke as a friend.
So she cherishes this friendship very much.
"I'm telling you, you can't laugh at me."
Xue Ke was full of grievances, and finally found someone to talk to, so she couldn't help but say.
Walking into the cafeteria, the two of them walked into a secluded corner after finishing the meal, Ye Lingling swore solemnly, "I promise not to laugh at you." β
"Okay, I'll tell you."
Xue Ke took a deep breath, "My father wants to give me a blind date." β
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"What, blind date?"
On the other side, Chenzhan, who had just walked halfway up the mountain, screamed in surprise after knowing the purpose of this trip.
Blind date?
Are you kidding?
I'm only fourteen years old, and I'm still a boy, so I'm about to start a blind date?
And the blind date is still the princess Xue Ke of the Heaven Dou Empire.
No, absolutely not.
Dust Zhan expressed his refusal, and the woman would only affect the speed at which she drew her sword.
The first page of the sword spectrum:
There is no woman in his heart, and he draws his sword and is a natural god.
However, in the face of Sword Douluo Chenxin's absolute strength, he had to give in.
After listening to Xue Ke's words, Ye Lingling's surprised little mouth opened into an O-shape, and he was extremely surprised.
She was a little speechless, "Do you know his details?" β
"I guess I know something from the prince's brother."
Gently stirring the porridge with a spoon, Xue Ke's delicate face opened her mouth with a touch of sadness.
"It can't be a fool, otherwise how could you go on a blind date so early?"
Ye Lingling's ill-intentioned speculation.
"It's not..."
Xue Ke hesitated a little and continued,
"He is the grandson of Sword Douluo, and it is said that the martial soul has mutated and he has a very good talent."
"Innate soul power level ten."
"Breaking through the Great Soul Master at the age of eight."
"Breaking through the Soul Venerable at the age of twelve."
"Now at the age of fourteen, my soul power has already reached the thirty-sixth level."
"It is said that it is because of his extraordinary talent that he is closely protected by the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect, so there is no news about him from the outside world."
The spoon in Ye Lingling's hand almost fell to the ground, and he opened his small mouth into an O-shape again in surprise.
Looking at Xue Ke's sad face, Ye Lingling was a little speechless, such a talented fiancΓ©, don't you hurry up and still feel sorry for yourself here?
Wrong.
"Is he an ugly bastard? Ugly? β
Ye Lingling continued to ask without giving up.
"Not really."
Xue Ke bit the spoon, "Brother Prince, said that he has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a dignified appearance, and is a rare young talent. β
It's a real hammer.
Ye Lingling suddenly got up, holding his plate and was about to leave.
Sheik was in Versailles, but she couldn't find any evidence.
"Sister Lingling, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Ye Lingling's sudden change of face, Xue Ke was a little dazed for a while.
"I want to be quiet."
Ye Lingling turned around and left with a dinner plate.
It wasn't until she was about to walk out of the cafeteria that she seemed to think of something, and said curiously, "By the way, you said so much, do you know what his name is?" β
"It seems to be called..."
Xue Ke bit the spoon and tilted her delicate head, thinking about it for a long time, but she didn't think of a reason.
It wasn't until Ye Lingling walked down the first step of the cafeteria a little impatiently that he heard a glutinous voice behind him, "Dust War." β
"Bang."
Without any accidents, Ye Lingling was shocked, slipped under his feet, and fell on the steps.
"Sister Lingling, are you okay?"
Xue Ke hurriedly helped him up and asked with concern.
"Princess Xueke."
"Listen to my sister's advice, the water of this dust battle is too deep, you are still young, and you can't hold it."
"Take my sister with me, and my sister will check for you."
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